Classic Poem

If Miss Edna St. Vincent Millay had written Mr. Longfellow's " The Rainy Day. "

The day is dark and dreary;
Denuded is the tree;
The wind is never weary —
But oh, you are of me!

I ponder on the present;
You muse upon the past.
And love is only pleasant
Because it cannot last.

Still, heart! and cease your aching;
The world is rich in rhymes,
And hearts can stand a breaking
About a billion times.

If Mr. H. W. Longfellow had written Miss Millay's

" My candle burns at both ends,
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends,
It gives a lovely light. "

Between the dark and the daylight
My bayberry candle burns;
It shines from out my window
For the traveler who returns.

It shines with a holy radiance,
And a sacred light it sends;
It flames with a pure candescence,
And it burns at both its ends.

Not with a blaze consuming;
Not with a blistering flame;
Not with a flagrant passion
Or a heat I dare not name.

But to blaze the path of friendship
Its flame my candle lends,
For its light is the light eternal
That burns at both its ends.